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Saturday, 17 October 2015

Stop Signs

Living to be stopped
dreaming about the top
stop sign everywhere we look
stopped by the breathing cook
declared ungrateful april fool
accept you are a system tool
and so and so on we get told

groped by inequality

in  short left corners brevity
situation is gravity
new-clear,  simplicity
town to town, city to your city
Joburg-Pretoria
Bloem-Stellenbosch
Capetown-Grahamstown
and on and on the list goes on

still we cannot breathe

we living to be stopped

Posted by Kgaogelo Lekota at 07:30
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